Lucas, the butler, frowned and asked, "What is it this time?"
"The soup that the nurse prepared was too hot," James, the assistant, replied.
"Really?"
"How could it be overly hot," The assistant shook his head and frowned. "I've told the nurse over and over again that the temperature of Young Master Xavier's food must be just right. If anything goes slightly wrong again, the young master will fly into a temper again."
As soon as he finished saying that, a loud crashing came from inside the house.
Another series of crashes followed.
Lucas sighed helplessly and said in a low voice, "Okay, give Mr. Theodore a call later and ask him to come here. Young Master Xavier has to eat, one way or another."
"Yes, sir."
After the assistant left, Lucas walked towards the door of the bedroom and knocked on it. "Young Master Xavier, it's me."
There was no response. Lucas did not enter, but through the crack of the door, he could faintly see a figure at the head of the bed, clad in black pajamas. The figure was extremely thin and under the light, his face was a little pale.
"The nurse has been dismissed as she was terrible in her job. I'll find another one for you later, one that you'll be happy with. Don't worry about it. It's not good for your health."
Two coughs came from the room. "Huh... Who cares if I'm not in good health?"
"Young Master Xavier, please refrain from saying like that. Your father, mother, and brother all care about you. They send you all sorts of gifts."
Xavier snorted coldly. "What? He does? If he really did care about me, how could he not even visit me once after my accident?"
Lucas frowned. "Now, now, he did come here before. It was you who refused to let him in. It was you who didn't want to see him. Am I correct?"
"Just that one time! He only came that one time. When I didn't let him in, he never came again." The man in the room suddenly became emotional. "I know, he doesn't keep our family in his heart. He only wants to live with that woman!"
Xavier began his rambling about the past, something which Lucas was already used to. Only when Xavier was done yelling that Jacob decided to speak, "Young Master Xavier, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some new dishes for you."
He closed the door and it became quiet outside.
Looking around the big three- story house, it was magnificent and full of servants. However, even an old man like him, who was over the old age, felt lonely, let alone a 20-year-old boy.
The butler looked at the bedroom door and sighed silently, then went downstairs.
At this time, the black car was driving steadily on the street of Ocpeace City, and the man's side profile was reflected in the rearview mirror.
After hanging up the phone, Theodore ordered the driver, "Go to Xavier's place."
"Yes, Mr. Godfrey."
In the passenger seat, Moses asked hesitantly, "Is Mr. Xavier unwilling to eat again?"
Theodore nodded slightly and frowned. "Please, go on."
Just before Theodore answered the phone, Moses was reporting to him regarding the real reason why Everleigh had been suspended for so long in the City Hospital. Just as he was talking about the most important points, he was interrupted by Theodore's phone.
"Yes, someone told the director that they didn't want Dr. Trevino to continue working in the hospital so the project has been put on hold for so long."
"Who did it?"
Moses hesitated for a moment before spitting out two words. "Miss Bailey."
Theodore's pupils constricted slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes.
He didn't like people who were smart*sses, and he didn't like them interfering with his matters. The reason why he had decided to marry Josephine was because she knew what she should do, but she shouldn't interfere in this matter.
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